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BACK IN TIME
As my mind drifts back in time
I live my youth, days left behind
Friends from many years ago,
some they stay,
others go.
Sometimes I see the child in me,
so young & careless
so wild & free.
The child is gone,
the years flew by.
Sometimes I sit & wonder why,
but now I sit here all alone
wishing that I had never grown.
   
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